I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 98 Late at night, a dream of a thousand years

"It turns out to be Miss Qin..."

Bai Xuan knew her, and he just met her today.

She was one of those who poured themselves drunk at the banquet, throwing toasts one after another, but ended up using the excuse of being underage and ended up drinking nothing but water.

If this behavior of forcing others to drink while drinking water happens at a banquet in Northeast China, even a girl will be slapped in the face and not allowed to sit at the table to eat.

Bai Xuan is naturally not that pedantic.

But I still remember her cool moves.

In the past, there weren't many people he could remember at once. His college roommate was one of them. He brought a bowl of leek and egg rice for everyone. At that time, everyone in the dormitory thought he liked this rice bowl, so they all ate it up.

After asking, I found out that he was eating roast chicken with potatoes.

His roommates were shocked and asked him why he didn't buy that.

The person involved answered with confidence - because leeks and eggs taste bad, so I don’t want to eat them.

There were six people in the dormitory, four of them were in a state of panic, and only Bai Xuan was relatively calm. Because he knew it was not tasty, he ordered another portion.

In short, this behavior made Bai Xuan remember his roommate deeply, just like he remembered Qin Xiaochan today.

Qin Xiaochan sat on the ginkgo tree, swinging her legs, and asked curiously, "Young Master Bai, why are you not sleeping at night and running here? Is there something on your mind?"

"It's rare to see a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree. Come and see it when you can't sleep." Bai Xuan said.

"That's strange. The palace is heavily guarded at night. How did you manage to get here without being discovered?" Qin Xiaochan said with a sweet smile from the treetops. "Young Master Bai is a distinguished guest. It's not appropriate for him to wander around the Forbidden City like this."

"What do you mean, Miss Qin?"

"What I want to say is, Young Master Bai..." Qin Xiaochan jumped down, put her hands behind her back, and walked around Bai Xuan. Standing behind him, she said, "You don't want to be discovered wandering around the Forbidden City secretly at night, do you?"

"Did you intern at the Fuso Islands?"

"No, but I've read the storybook over there." Qin Xiaochan blinked: "If you want people to be obedient and submissive, this statement is very effective."

"Indeed." Bai Xuan took the initiative and said, "Ms. Qin is obviously a palace lady, not very old, but she didn't rest well at night and was hanging out here. There was no one else around. So - you don't want others to find out that you sneaked out and wandered around at night, right?"

Qin Xiaochan's eyes widened: "You threaten me...really? "

The little girl who almost let the cat out of the bag puffed up her cheeks in anger.

"It's just a matter of reciprocity." Bai Xuan wasn't going to argue with a little girl.

He just looked at the ginkgo tree quietly, thinking that the other party would leave naturally when they got bored.

But Qin Xiaochan didn't leave, she just sat there in a daze.

Five minutes passed like this, and Bai Xuan asked: "You..."

"I can stay as long as I want." She stuck out her tongue and said slightly, "Are you trying to get rid of me? Are you trying to secretly dig something out from under the tree?"

Bai Xuan's thoughts were exposed, but he remained calm on the surface and changed the subject of his inquiry: "What I want to ask is about the song you just sang."

"It sounds nice, doesn't it?" Qin Xiaochan smiled with four teeth showing: "I originally created it."

"..."

After hearing this, Hu Yanbin wanted to hit someone.

This is a song that was out of print when the singer was still alive.

Because it is too difficult to sing, if you have not really heard the specific melody and the original song, it is impossible to sing the transitions so steadily.

Even if a song is passed down to later generations by coincidence, in an era without vinyl records, the original melody and lyrics will definitely go through generations of changes and changes, and finally be very different from the original version.

So Bai Xuan was puzzled. This song "Moonlight" was exactly the same as the original version. It was obviously not a coincidence. Could it be that Qin Xiaochan was also the same?

He decided to give it a try.

"Odd changes to even?"

"What will change?"

"Palace Yuye Liquor?"

"You haven't had enough to drink yet?"

"never mind."

Unable to successfully match the secret code, Bai Xuan was sure that the other party was not a time traveler.

After all, this song appeared in modern times, and modern Chinese people, even those who have escaped compulsory education, cannot be unaware of these memes.

However, it’s not that disappointing.

Bai Xuan originally lived between two worlds and could return to the modern era at any time. Therefore, even if he met a time traveler, it would be like going to the Louvre for the first time, nothing special.

He was lost in thought.

On the contrary, Qin Xiaochan next to her couldn't hold it in any longer and kept asking questions: "Were you testing me just now? Do you also know the origin of this song?"

She is not stupid, she is very smart and guessed something.

Bai Xuan stood with his hands behind his back and did not answer.

Qin Xiaochan's eyes turned, and seeing the other party's attitude of unwillingness to cooperate, she couldn't help but want to reveal her true identity to put pressure on him, but then she thought it was inappropriate. She had already hidden it, and it would be unpleasant to expose it like this.

Anyone who can sit at the top of the Sleeping Dragon List must be someone who is not afraid of imperial power.

The emperor of Southern Chu does not have enough deterrent power over the people in the martial arts world.

"Don't you want to know the origin of this song?" Qin Xiaochan said, "I can tell you, but you have to answer a question for me."

Bai Xuan smiled: "Why does Miss Qin think I want to know?"

"You don't want to know why you asked those questions just now."

"I just want to test whether you are a spy from the Fuso Islands." Bai Xuan said nonsense. He had too many secrets, and it was not worthwhile to agree to the little girl's request, so he just said nonsense.

"You really think I'm Japanese." Qin Xiaochan put her hands on her hips and said, "I... I really can't stand you! You're so suspicious."

"The news from the Nanchu Palace leaks out easily." Bai Xuan said, "Who knows if some outsider will sneak in?"

"The defense of the Forbidden City is not so bad!" Bai Xuan didn't say anything, just pointed at himself and then pointed at her.

What it means is: The fact that we can all walk here freely proves this point, doesn’t it?
Qin Xiaochan's eyes were as big as copper bells.

Are we two outsiders?
...Moreover, you are the top of the Sleeping Dragon list, and I am the third on the Earth list. Only someone can prevent this!

"We are thieves." She squeezed out an explanation and laughed at herself after she finished speaking: "Forget it, forget it. I won't say these words to you. It's so unlucky."

Qin Xiaochan waved her hand, acting very mature despite her young age.

She changed the subject: "Do you know who planted this ginkgo tree?"

"do not know."

"Emperor Zhao of Qin."

"Who?" Bai Xuan didn't fail to hear clearly, he just wanted to confirm.

"Qin Zhaojun." Qin Xiaochan stroked the tree trunk: "She planted it herself."

"Jiankang is very far from the capital of Daqin."

“But she did plant it.”

Bai Xuan was silent for a moment.

Looking at the ginkgo tree, he remembered the skinny little girl who was sent to the palace that year. Because the walls of the royal city were too high and too big, and the shadows they cast were too long and too deep, he softened his heart and took her little hand, letting her step on his shadow.

Although history has become the past, it still leaves some traces of its existence.

No one knew what kind of mood she was in when she planted this tree.

"Emperor Zhao of Qin spent his entire life cleaning up the mess left behind by Bai Taiyue's death. He never married, and no one knows why she planted this ginkgo tree here. Historical scholars have many explanations for this, and there are also many unofficial historical records. The most mainstream view is that she was praying to the heavens for blessings, as her generation was plagued by a plague." Qin Xiaochan turned around. "What do you think?"

"Maybe there is no special reason." Bai Xuan shook his head, unwilling to force too much explanation. He did things as he pleased, often without too many special reasons.

"I don't agree with the mainstream view. When she planted the tree, she was already nearly fifty years old. She wasn't praying for a blessing, but remembering someone." Qin Xiaochan said to herself, "She must have been remembering someone."

"Why do you think so?"

"That's exactly the feeling." Qin Xiaochan replied.

She didn't lie. Every time she came under the ginkgo tree, she would unconsciously feel calm.

Just like the song, she learned it suddenly, or rather, she learned it in a dream.

Bai Xuan looked at the ginkgo tree, took a step forward, raised his hand and gently touched the trunk.

A bone in the body began to heat up, and the heat flowed, turning the voice of the heart into invisible ripples.

The Sixth Imperial Decree.

The longer any life lives, the more likely it is to harbor spirituality.

This ginkgo tree has been in the ancient capital of many dynasties. Due to the suppression of dragon energy, it has not been able to become a wild spirit and open its spiritual intelligence, but it still retains its spirituality, and the memories of the past are retained in its spirit.

Contact these spirits with decrees.

Bai Xuan closed his eyes.

The next moment, one scroll after another flashed in the sight, most of them were damaged and yellowed, but some of them were timeless.

With a swipe of his fingers, he filtered out those unrecognizable spiritual memories, and finally turned time back to the very beginning, spanning a thousand years in the blink of an eye.

He saw an old woman in black clothes kneeling under the ginkgo tree, with long gray hair and a soft voice.

Although he is old and frail, one can still glimpse his unparalleled youthful elegance from his back.

"——I beg the heavens, please let me meet him again in the same era next time."

"——I pray to God, don't let me regret being born twenty years too late."

"——If Heaven is merciful, let us meet again beneath this ginkgo tree."

She bowed her head to the sky, her movements slow and pious.

When all the slow movements were finished, she pulled out the dagger, stabbed it into the ginkgo tree, and carved a line of words.

The images in spiritual memory began to vibrate, unable to contain any more.

Bai Xuan couldn't see clearly what words were engraved on it.

He pulled himself out of his memories, and the few orders had no effect on him, so he dropped his right hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Xiaochan asked in confusion.

"Thought of something."

As Bai Xuan spoke, he stepped on the trunk and jumped onto the ginkgo tree, searching the trunk inch by inch under the moonlight.

Qin Xiaochan didn't follow him, but just circled under the tree. She didn't dare to shout too loudly, but she couldn't suppress her curiosity and followed him.

"What? What are you looking for?"

Bai Xuan couldn't answer because he didn't know what kind of words she left behind.

Until a beam of moonlight passed through the leaves of the ginkgo tree, fell on the trunk, and illuminated the carvings inside.

As thousands of years passed, the shells left on the tree had grown to a height of seven or eight meters, so no one had ever seen them again.

The font is crooked, twisted and elongated, but it is not difficult to recognize what the original sentence is.

You only need to know a few of these words to form a complete vocabulary.

Qin Xiaochan read them one by one: "What is not yet born? What did I give birth to, and what did you give birth to..."

Bai Xuan slowly added: "You were born before I was born, and I was born when you were already old."

He found it.

Qin Zhaojun left behind a thousand years of regret.

(End of this chapter)